A/N: I'm not one for excuses but I would just like to say that this is my first published story and if it sucks oh well I wrote it during my church meeting today.
Also, I should probably say that if I owned anything of value like this I would already be in my dream house in my dream country.
With his feet up, magical book on his lap and the sun on his face relaxation never felt so good. Though he was living dangerously the young warlock was content to relax and let his forbidden magic complete his chores. For who really would come into the Crowned Prince's private chambers? Especially while he was away.
Apparently the Prince himself.
Prince Arthur of Camelot was bone dead tired. After a diplomatic mission that was so long and boring, he had traveled hard to get as quickly back to Camelot as he could. His only thoughts were of his nice comfy bed and a good long sleep. But any of those thoughts were wiped from his mind the moment he opened his chamber door.
In a land where magic was forbidden, Arthur watched as a broom and dust pan waltzed together as they cleaned the floor. On the tables and wardrobes rags with balletic grace twirled dusting and polishing. In one corner laundry washed, dried, folded and put it's self away. All in all it was quite bizarre this picture. The Prince of Camelot looked on in stunned amazement towards the window where his manservant lie basking in the sun.
Making his way over to the idiotic servant he tapped him on the shoulder. Barley cracking an eye the warlock lazily greeted the Prince. Arthur gave the man an incredulous look. Seemingly to come to reality the servant blinked open huge blue eyes, jumped up and faced the impassive Prince.
"Sire...wha..what are you doing here?" stammered the suddenly anxious manservant.
"Merlin." Said Arthur, taking a step towards the shaking warlock. The room seemed to freeze as if the bewitched objects were as afraid as their master. With a look around the room at the frozen objects Crowned Prince Arthur of Camelot fixed his servant with a quelling stare.
"You have some explaining to do."